Of course, the Chinese were not the only ones who were used to giving gifts. The foreigners were not weak in this aspect either.
Otherwise, how did Danny spend the tens of thousands of Gold Radiance Coins back in Quills?
Wendro, who took 777 Gold Coins from the Dragon Queen but did not do anything, was still doing the most difficult and tiring work in the labor camp to this day!
However, even though the little devil was the son of a duke, he did not have any real power. During his time as the Prime Minister of King's Landing, he was busy trying to survive and did not have time to ask for bribes.
The heavens took pity on him. No one had ever given him a gift in his life.
At this moment, it was the first time in his life that someone had taken the back door. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still a little stunned.
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to the open carriage. He awkwardly used his sleeve to cover the wooden box the size of a harmonica.
Playing with it in his hand, the dwarf asked softly, "What is this?"
"The Emperor's Blessing!" Zaro lowered his head and explained softly in the dwarf's ear, "The King of Barren Lands, Bu Hao, invited all the famous doctors and sorcerers in the world and spent millions of Gold Coins to develop something to liven things up. Just one is enough to make you crazy."
The dwarf lifted his chin slightly and put the box into his pocket. He said proudly, "I don't need it."
"Yes, you don't need it. It's just a small token." Zaro smiled in understanding.
"But, what do you want me to say to the Queen about this small token?" The dwarf glanced at him and smiled faintly.
"General Wildfire, as the saying goes, 'You can't punish the nobles, but you can't humiliate the knights.' The rules here are the same as the Westeros.
Even if the nobles and knights belong to different camps, they should not be humiliated like this …
Wendro, a member of the Quills Royal Family, is actually picking up dung in the manor. It is unreasonable and chilling to the nobles. General, you should help Her Majesty correct her mistake. "Zaro was filled with righteous indignation and said helplessly.
"Wendro took 777 Gold Coins from Her Majesty but did not do anything. You know this better than me! How can the Queen not hate him? "Tyrion said.
"Uh, the Queen still remembers that small matter from a few years ago?" Zaro was stunned and said in disbelief.
"I remember it clearly!" Tyrion nodded.
"This …" Zaro's expression changed. He suddenly remembered that he had taken away her delicacies after the Dragon Queen had rejected his proposal. He had even taken away her favorite peacock tongue.
He also demanded the return of the gift he had given her.
He seemed to be even more hated than Wendel.
No, that's not right. I'm only giving without getting anything in return. I didn't take advantage of her, unlike Wendro.
It must be different. Otherwise, why would she give him a golden mandarin jacket?
With this thought, Zaro calmed down.
"General, how much salary do you get in a month at Slave's Bay?" Zaro changed the topic.
"I've been fined half a year's salary. I haven't received much money recently," Tyrion said.
"Sigh, Her Majesty is going overboard. General, you have made outstanding contributions. It is already wrong of her to not reward you generously. How can she deduct your salary!" Zaro shook his head repeatedly.
"I'm loyal to the Queen's great cause. I don't care about money."
Tyrion spoke righteously and sternly like a revolutionary warrior who was not afraid of sacrifice.
— — This guy really does deserve to be killed!
Zaro sneered in his heart, but said with a pleasant expression: "Being loyal to the Queen and being rich is not contradictory. I didn't come empty-handed this time. If the General can make me not return empty-handed, I will definitely satisfy the General. "
"How can you satisfy me? Don't look at me because I'm small. I'm actually very hard to satisfy. "
With that said, Tyrion could no longer continue to pretend to be stupid, and he couldn't reject him harshly.
The Queen had arranged for him to receive Zaro not because he had too much free time.
The Battle of Toros had proven the power of the Wildfire Bullets. It also showed how much the Wildfire Bullets were consumed in a single battle.
Now, the Wildfire General rode his dragon to the Liberty Maiden Island to be a pirate on odd days, robbing the Alliance's supply ships. On even days, he went to the Wildfire Factory to supervise the Fire Mages' smelting of Wildfire Bullets.
He was very busy and didn't have time to be a diplomat. He definitely shouldn't have come to receive Zaro.
However, the Dragon Queen needed someone to play along with her: to let the Alliance redeem him without any suspicion.
After thinking about it, there was no one more suitable than the Gnome in Slave's Bay.
"Ten thousand gold coins!" Zaro raised a finger and said.
A hint of greed flashed through Tyrion's eyes, but he forced himself to remain calm. He said, "If Sir Zaro has one or two friends in the prisoner camp, I might be able to put in a few good words for you to the Queen."
"I have traveled widely and have friends all over the world." Zaro raised a finger and said with a hidden meaning, "One price, one hundred thousand gold coins to rescue all the prisoners above the rank of Knight."
"Hehe, one hundred thousand gold coins …" The greed in Tyrion's eyes grew stronger. His face twitched a few times, but he still shook his head. "Sir Zaro, not counting the thirty to forty Winged Dragon Knights who were captured in the last two dragon wars, there are more than five hundred nobles who were captured in Toros. Yet, you're only offering one hundred thousand …"
"That's too insincere. “
"Are you confident that you can convince the Queen to release all the nobles?" Zaro's eyes widened in disbelief.
This time, his shock was not faked at all.
How could this Gnome have that much power?
He didn't believe it.
"Let me ask you, where is the Queen's hometown?" The little demon rolled his eyes and asked.
"Westeros. But she grew up on the streets of a trading city. What does that mean? "
"Let me ask you again, is the Queen a noble?" The Gnome didn't answer and asked again.
"Of course, the King is the greatest noble."
"She is a Westerner and is familiar with the etiquette among Westeros nobles. She is also a Knight who values glory. Why can't such a Queen abide by the rules of nobles — accept the ransom and release the prisoners? "
Zaro frowned and said, "What are you trying to say? If I can use the normal way to ransom the prisoners, why should I … "
Why should I use your back door?
Moreover, Westeros nobles weren't stupid. They wouldn't accept the ransom and release the prisoners before the war ended — unless both sides exchanged prisoners of war.
It was almost impossible for someone like Zaro and Danny to use money to ransom their own "generals" in the middle of a war.
Of course, according to common sense, the Dragon Queen couldn't reject them rudely.
Otherwise, if the Knights on her side were to be captured by the allied forces, would they all immediately be killed?
Even if she agreed, the Knights under her wouldn't be happy!
Even if they were to sacrifice themselves for the Queen's cause of freeing the slaves, they would still be treated as Knights. Otherwise, what was the point of being a noble?
Didn't nobles have to be superior to others in any situation and receive preferential treatment even as prisoners?
Therefore, Zaro had a high chance of taking away a few people with important identities but weak abilities.
He gave Tyrion a gift just to increase the number of captives to ten.
He had never thought of ransoming all the nobles.
But the little devil hinted that it was possible …
"As long as you can take out the money — 20,000 for each, 10,000 for me, 10,000 for the Queen — you can ransom as many captives as you want," Tyrion said confidently.
"20,000? Are you crazy? " Zaro growled. "Back in Quars, Danny Rize only spent 10,000 gold coins to request an audience with the royal family."
"You can wait for the war to end. According to the market price, each captive will cost 1,000 gold coins (about 300 gold royals, the ransom for high-ranking nobles in Westeros)," Tyrion joked.
"I didn't bring that many gold coins this time," Zaro said in a muffled voice.
"Whatever you have!" Tyrion said nonchalantly.
Zaro's eyes flashed. He said in a low voice, "General, I have five top-grade bed slaves. How about 100 nobles?"
"Five bed slaves for 100 nobles …" Tyrion widened his eyes and looked at him with a twisted expression. "You're not joking?"
"Why would I be joking? They're all beauties who are proficient in the Seven Cries of Spring. If you don't believe me, we can turn around and go to the docks. I'll show you, "Zaro said seriously.
Tyrion shook his head and said strangely, "A thousand-year-old noble of Tolos, a noble pure-blood of Valleglia, is only worth one-twentieth of a bed slave."
"Uh …" Zaro was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly, "You can't calculate it like that. Otherwise, you Westeros Knights wouldn't even be worth one-hundredth of a bed slave.
The cheapest Purple Saintess in Yuankai is worth 100,000 gold coins. Most of them are still priceless. A Westeros Knight is worth about 300 gold coins … "
"This …" Tyrion was also embarrassed.
If there were no special reasons, after a "half-human" was captured, the ransom would only be half of a normal Knight's, which was 50 gold royals.
They couldn't even compare to a bed slave's toe?
"You're not bluffing, are you? 100,000 gold coins to buy a gold man? A gold man isn't even worth 100,000 gold coins. You have to buy a gold giant, "the dwarf said with a red face.
"General, go to Yuankai and ask around. Ask how a top-grade bed slave is trained. You'll naturally understand why it's so expensive."
Tyrion stopped talking.
Although he didn't know the exact cost of training a top-grade bed slave, he had heard of similar things from the Red Saintess in God's Grace Cathedral.
Even the Lord of Yuankai didn't have the ability to train more than three "Purple Saintesses" at the same time. The Purple Saintesses were specially trained to serve the Dragon King of Valleglia. After the Great Cataclysm, the Purple Saintesses became synonymous with top-grade bed slaves.
Thinking of this, Tyrion was a little tempted even though he knew it was an act.
"It's definitely worth the money! If it weren't for the fact that I'm lacking money right now, I definitely wouldn't give my favorite to you, "Zaro observed the situation and said with a smile.
"Astapor can't keep slaves. Every slave who passes through the Freedom Strait automatically gets rid of their slave status," Tyrion said with difficulty.
"They're not slaves. They're all my bodyguards. With your position in Slave Bay, it shouldn't be a problem for you to get some privileges, right? "Zaro said.
"Alright, five bed slaves in exchange for 50 captives," Tyrion reluctantly agreed.
Not to mention General Wildfire, even the Queen's nephew, Aegon, shouldn't think about keeping slaves in Astapor.
However, the dwarf originally wanted to find an excuse to agree to Zaro's request. He didn't agree directly because he was afraid of arousing Zaro's suspicion.
"Isn't it 100?" Zaro suppressed his anger and said.
"With this price, do you want to trade or not?" Tyrion shrugged with a mischievous look.
Zaro stared at the dwarf for a while and gritted his teeth. "Trade!"
— — I'll kill you sooner or later, you deformed little devil monkey!
When they arrived at the pyramid, the Dragon Queen welcomed her old friend with the greatest enthusiasm. Not only did she set up a banquet with fine wine and delicacies, but she also gave him a vermillion feather red tasseled hat in front of everyone.
She finally fulfilled the wish that Danny had made that day at the Quills Pier.
During the banquet, the little devil's witty words livened up the atmosphere. He openly and secretly mentioned the preferential treatment that the Westeros gave to noble captives. He also flattered the Dragon Queen. The Queen was unparalleled in the world. There was no difference between releasing knights and mercenaries. Neither of them were a threat to her.
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